C.C.

Remembering her flower garden. She stood appraising her garden a sweet lass but for Waited there I would imagine wondering if I saw the inner beauty of her graceful demeanour. I did but in my wickedness also perceived the flaw. Would it have mattered? Probably not had I been wise. A gentle soul such... Sign in to see full entry.

Albert She walked with a wiggle that sort of gait I think it was a kind of bait. It worked quite well I must assume She walked up the aisle with a bridegroom. One cannot help but feel how strange that they can pull from quite a range What are they really looking for? I don’t think, they know any... Sign in to see full entry.

Gypsy Once I was a gypsy boy and walked where roads were green My granny had a rounded van the finest one I’d seen. Sometimes I rode her pony as it pulled her home along. I still can hear the wagon wheels and remnants of her song. Oh! I can tell your fortune dear you have such lovely eyes Love... Sign in to see full entry.

So who are we. Quick come with me before we fall into a reasonable assumption It is true one remains steadfast on the usual plane of thought. But you blew kisses. I felt the earth tremor, after that commotion I could not remain unmoved I pulled down one or two defences for a start. It was not easy;... Sign in to see full entry.

Dream of you Because I dream of you and know those days have gone I can still think of you, because I was so wrong. You left me with feelings, you were right to leave me though but you should have taken everything, friendship could not grow. I could not share the silken sheets, the first caress one... Sign in to see full entry.

When I was young delivering. Help me please throw a life line of sweetness Well it never happened I was doomed to see visions She swirled around and asked ‘A pretty dress?’ I was not really good at making instant decisions. I didn’t know what I was supposed to say should I have commented on the... Sign in to see full entry.

Dandelions A little girl runs down the grassy slope disturbing the dandelions Seeds move in her wake and float as though pulled by silken threads They drift over the yellow flowers onward to new pastures The woman has a basket she picks the fully opened heads. ‘Mummy look,’ The little girl points,... Sign in to see full entry.

Tell me. I missed the nights of cherry picking slumber the softest whispers only Heaven murmurs Breaking my heart because there was a fracture throughout my nerve ways leading to the future. Summer in the blouse and lips supplanting those soft moments as if they ever could have been. as complete and... Sign in to see full entry.

Only RED.. In my green wake should I whisper my regret Or tell it with your red lips still a-glow how could I have known that I would forget I wanted you so. My mind is clear just like a distant bell that rings I listen and would wish to know The meaning now those gentle things have gone or slowly... Sign in to see full entry.

The Vase As like a broken vase of flowers An untrue feeling often spills like living water. Passing hours hold the thought that often chills. Perhaps because we met in spring There was no reason to compare That which could be offering love instead of what was there. A untrue feeling does not hold... Sign in to see full entry.